Tag: family

I’m learning – albeit very slowly – that the more I try to control something, the less it works. In this case, it’s the holidays. Apparently, along with “accepting change can be okay,” learning to “let go” is apparently one of my karmic lessons to learn. I’ve struggled, more and… Continue reading »

This was really not what I had planned for my 300th post, but I haven’t managed to get it finalized yet, so I bring you Part 1 with two announcements (this post), and Part 2 (up on Monday). First, I’m super excited to announce that I’m up on Mamalode today with No… Continue reading »

Last Monday I spent a couple of hours curled up on the futon, concentrating on just taking one breath after another. The Engineer – recalled in my panic from his work – googled symptoms for things like heart attack and anxiety. I’ve had to take things a little slower each day since then. Some days are… Continue reading »

I saw him today for the first time in six years. His grey beard is longer, his stomach much, much smaller. The grey sweatpants gave way to red shorts, but the mittens are still there. I didn’t have a chance to see if they were the same blue-grey mittens he used… Continue reading »

I had an amazing weekend. I also had a pretty terrible weekend, and so Dickens’ title comes to mind. Why is it that the not-so-wonderful stuff feels so much worse when there’s really awesome stuff happening too? It seems like the awesome stuff should blunt the terrible stuff… know what I mean?… Continue reading »

The title of this post is slightly misleading. I run like a turtle treading treacle. Surely it can’t be that bad, you think to yourself… to which I say, No, really, it’s that bad. I run 10:30 minute miles if I’m lucky… usually I clock around an 11:30 or 12 minute… Continue reading »

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